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The Most Villainous Player

What will happen when your favorite game is dying? Will you feel frustrated? Angry? Sad? Clay Boare is one of the passionate player of the popular Nexus Fantasy, a VRMMORPG that is played by almost 6 billion people worldwide. Clay is the no. 1 in all of the game history, he spends almost his earnings in the game and plays it nonstop. It's not just a pastime for him, he treats it as his second life. But that's all in the past. The game will shutdown after running for almost three decades. Feeling sad and empty inside, he didn't stop playing. Spending the game's last moment in the Temple of Creation, he accepted that he can't do anything and watch as the clock ticks nearing the worldwide shutdown of the game. But what he expected to be the end is merely the beginning! As the clock goes past the countdown, all players of the game got transported in a world where strong rules over the weak with their game abilities intact! Unexpectedly, Clay or rather Diabolus with his other guildmates got a privilege that no other people have... Along with their headquarters, all of their items also transmigrated! With their vast amount of power and possessions they will rule and dominate enemies that stood against them!

Nomobu · Fantasy
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The New World [1]

"Hey, hey, hey, what the hell?! Are we trapped?!" A bird-like grotesque being said.

With his statement, the other also followed suit and also panicked.

In the moment of chaos, something in their mind clicked and all of their emotions calmed down and they began to think rationally again.

"Huh?"

"Is our emotion being suppressed?" I asked while thinking about the weird phenomenon that happened. 'Just what is this?' I looked around and noticed that everything is much clearer than before. I can see almost all the details in the walls and pillars.

What's more surprising is...

"I can smell...?" I wondered. Judging by the looks of the others I think they also realized it too. I can smell the metal, stone, wood, and the thick air that is impossible to do in the past.

Just when we think that this won't get anymore surprising, an unexpected thing appeared before us.

[Greetings! As you are the ranked 1 among all of your peers, you have been granted a privilege!]

[Privilege will be awarded please wait...]

[Organization: The Pandemonium]

[Base: Temple of Creation]

[Temple of Creation will synchronize please wait...]

[Success!]

[Summons, Guardians, Minions, etc. have been synchronized!]

...

As we are reading what appeared in front of us, something in our mind comes up. New information and knowledge about all of our accumulated summons and npc guards we have flooded our minds.

[Connection success!]

[Legion loyalty has been set to: 100%]

[As Diabolus is the leader, Diabolus will be automatically granted the title (Overlord)]

...

I looked at the series of text in disbelief. What is this? In all of the games' history, this kind of 'privilege' didn't happen in anyway. My other guildmates are also looking at the text with wide eyes.

...

While Diabolus and his guild members are reading the series of text with wide eyes, the other people that are still logged in when the game is shutting down is having a similar experience.

People with different avatars suddenly found themselves in an unknown world with a series of text flashing in their eyes.

[Welcome to the New World!]

[Synchronizing the accumulated experience...]

[Experience will be deducted by 40% as to the implemented rules.]

The players found themselves in their avatar in an unknown world with no knowledge of what's gonna happen whatsoever!

Panic ensued and people began to curse while some began to stare blankly.

As they didn't know what is happening it's only natural to panic, but not a moment later something came up in their minds and they began to calm down.

[Synchronization complete!]

[Memories prior to the transmigration will be deleted.]

...

In a faraway place...

A man stirred and open his eyes. The man is sitting in a throne with his arms supporting his head in a lazy way. His eyes flickered for a moment and stared blankly at the air, after that he close his eyes again.

"It's that time again, huh...?" He muttered and soon silence engulfed the place.

...

In a palace, a middle aged man with a crown in his head is staring at the moon shining brightly in the sky. The man has an imposing presence that his surroundings are distorting as if they are afraid with his presence. He stand and looked at the sky as if the people buzzing below is not his concern.

The mans' name is Julian von Vribette II. He is the emperor of the Vribette Dynasty, with his command are five hundred thousand soldiers. Not counting his strength, the army alone can supress almost a big kingdom.

Standing at the palace balcony, Julian looked at his empire with a smile.

Suddenly, a sound can be beard echoing. It seems it can only be heard by him because the people below are going in their lives as usual.

'What is that?' He wondered.

Followed by the sound, a ripple appeared in the sky as if threatening to swallow the whole world in!

The people panicked at the sight of a huge distortion in the sky.

Julian saw the terrifying presence coming out of the distortion. He felt all of his hair standing and an alarm in his head is giving off signals to run!

People below looked at the sky and saw something came out of it.